Vince ordered a servant to get them food from the kitchen. He led her back to her room. He realized she’s not ready to talk more. She’s more than exhausted. There is dirt on her body and she doesn’t smell good.
Naya grimaced at seeing his expression.
“I’ll be in my room, then.” Vince offered and she snorted. She went behind the curtains to check if there are buckets of water in her private quarter. She hurriedly took a bath, just in time for the food to arrive. Vince watched as she ate hurriedly. Her face became messy again. He picked up a towel from her drawers and handed it to her.
“Thanks.” Nate answered after gulping down water. That felt so good to her. Real water. She stared at the goblet some more before returning to the chicken. Vince peacefully watched on. It somehow feels su
